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Chapter Eight


"Harry, I don't think this is any more serious than a count of jealousy but I will be sure to keep a close eye on all of the students and the going-ons within these grounds." Headmaster Dumbledore replied to Harry after being told of the notes and Harry's dreams.

"But it is serious, Headmaster. I feel it, he is going to try and kill Draco." Harry was exasperated.

"But you don't even know who he is." The headmaster replied, solemnly. Harry was getting furious, why was no one taking him serious. He excused himself and ran back to his dormitory.

Oh is bed, there was a note. As soon as he saw the familiar parchment and ink he dreaded reading it. If he didn't read it, it couldn't be real. Reluctantly he picked up the note;

Tsk, tsk, tsk Harry. Going to Dumbledore? He's not going to protect your precious lover-boy. You might as well give in already Harry. This is over. I will succeed, I will win you. I love you and I know you love me. Say goodbye to Draco.

Harry slammed the note onto his bed as tears welled up in his eyes. He felt so hopeless. But then, as if a light bulb had clicked on, that was it. The notes! He had all the proof he needed right there. He slid the note into his drawer with the others and planned to take them to the headmaster after dinner that evening.


He passed Draco in the hall, hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear , "Everything will be fine, don't worry. I have a plan and Dumbledore will help once he has the proof. But until everything is clear maybe it will be best if we are not seen together too much?" Draco began to protest. Harry put his fingers to his lover's lips to quiet him, "Shh. You know it's for the best. I want you safe, so my real future can come true." He smiled and gently kissed Draco's neck before making his way to his next class.

After dinner Harry rushed to his house's tower and leaped the steps to his dormitory room. He yanked open his beside table's drawer and began looking for the notes. 'What in the bloody hell?' Harry thought to himself. "They're not here!" He yelled as he kept digging He ran around the room flailing and searching madly for them, they had to be there.. they just HAD TO!

After nearly an hour of looking he collapsed onto the bed, shaken, and cried himself to sleep. This could not be real.

A hooded figure stepped up to the tall and beautiful blonde man. Draco. The figure laughed and pointed his wand. 'Avada Kedavra', he muttered the killing curse. The angel in white collapsed, now a lifeless corpse. The hooded figure's face came into light; he smiled a twisted and evil smile. Red hair, freckles...

"RON" Harry gasped as he awoke in the middle of the night. Ron was going to kill Draco. Ron was the admirer. It was Ron all along. Harry became panic stricken. He saw that the Headmaster would not help, and he surely would not like being awoken in the night. Harry glanced over at the figure in the bed closest to him... he drew close the figure, breathing in and out. Ron was asleep.

Harry stood over him; he drew deep and raspy breaths in. He felt like he was out of his body, like he was not really doing this. He reached his hands down to place them on Ron's throat; just then he heard footsteps outside of the door. He dashed back to bed and pretended to sleep. A figure walked in, he could not tell who it was, the person looked around the room the quietly crept back out. It was not safe to kill Ron now, he could have never done it anyway. He would talk to the Headmaster tomorrow, he would surely believe him now. And Draco, how was he to protect his love? He would have to not let on that things were not ok, act normal. Everything was under control. Ron could never know that Harry knew, it would spoil everything.


The next morning Harry skipped breakfast and headed Professor Dumbledore off. "I must speak with you sir, it's urgent! I know who it is!" he exclaimed. Dumbledore obliged him and led him to his office.

"Well, who is it then?" He asked.

"It's Ron. He revealed himself in my dream last night." Harry explained the dream and how the notes were gone. Dumbledore just shook his head.

"I would know if something very wrong were going on in my school, everything is fine Harry. Someone just has a case of jealousy and is getting carried away with it. No worries. Just stick with your plan of steering clear of Draco for a few days." He replied.

Harry was speechless. He thought he could trust this man, he thought the Headmaster would help him. But apparently not. "Excuse me." He muttered and left without another word. This could not be happening. No one believed him. He had to save Draco, he didn't care what he had to do. Ron must die.


A/N: OH OH! Look who was right! But there is something big coming thanks to the lovely Amie and my wonderful beta Nikki. So stay tuned. You really, really don't want to miss this.